The Shield Agency's Renewed Attention

"I'm back."

"Oh, Saitama, you're back. By the way, how did your mission with Matt go? Was it smooth? Matt seemed very serious before." Skye poked her head out of the room upon hearing the figure, a smile blooming on her face as she saw Saitama. She asked with a hint of concern.

"I guess it went smoothly." Saitama thought about it.

"Guess? Why guess?"

"Because Matt said there would be strong people there before, but I didn't see any strong people at all. I was looking forward to it for nothing." Saitama shook his head in disappointment.

Saitama's requirements weren't really that high: find an evenly matched opponent, and then have a good, satisfying fight. Well, okay, that requirement was indeed a bit too high. Hmm, it really was a bit too high. To truly let Saitama have a satisfying fight, Thanos would probably have to show up in person, and he'd need to have collected all six Infinity Stones. So, Saitama's expectations were truly too, too high.

"Isn't it bad to not have strong enemies? Do you still have to be like the heroes and villains in movies, where they always defeat the villain because the villain talks too much or wins by a sliver of health through luck? That's a movie. If it were real life, wouldn't you worry about being killed directly by the villain?" Skye rolled her eyes. She found Saitama to be good in every way, except for this aspect, where he always seemed to want to find someone strong to fight.

"But it's so boring. Forget it, let's have hot pot tonight! I specifically went to the supermarket and bought discounted beef and hot pot seasoning. Beef hot pot." Saitama dangled the plastic bag in his hand, unconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva as he spoke.

Although he didn't have to worry about money now and it wasn't difficult to eat good food, long-standing habits had already formed. So, when he talked about beef hot pot, he couldn't help but drool.

"Beef hot pot? How does it taste? Is it delicious? Honestly, I've never eaten hot pot before." Skye was also drawn in by the prospect of food.

"Huh? You've never eaten hot pot before? How pitiful?" Saitama looked at Skye with a pitying gaze. "Even though I was poor before, I still ate hot pot occasionally. You've never even eaten it once."

"What are you talking about? Although hot pot exists in America, it's very rare, and we Americans rarely eat this stuff. So, I just haven't eaten it, it doesn't mean I can't afford it." Skye rolled her eyes and said to Saitama, annoyed.

"Oh, is that so. Then today, I'll let you taste the flavor of beef hot pot. It will be so delicious you'll want to swallow your tongue."

"Alright, I'm looking forward to it then."

Walking into the kitchen, Saitama placed the beef on the cutting board and casually picked up a cleaver. The next moment, the cleaver turned into a silver light, and in the blink of an eye, a large chunk of beef had been sliced by Saitama. Each slice of beef was very thin, about two millimeters thick, as if it came from an assembly line.

"Saitama, the beef needs to be cut this thin?" Skye was already used to Saitama's knife skills, but she just felt the beef slices were too thin.

"Of course. When beef slices are put into hot pot, they can be cooked in a moment, but they won't lose their texture from being too thin. So, a thickness of two millimeters is the most suitable." Saitama said with a serious and proud expression.

"Really? Since you're so confident, I'm really looking forward to it."

They ate a whole two pounds of beef in the hot pot. Such a large portion of beef slices could be said to be the most beef Saitama had ever eaten in a hot pot. Besides the beef, the vegetables seemed particularly scarce.

Patting his stomach, Saitama's face was full of happiness. "A full satisfaction!"

"It was indeed delicious. I didn't expect beef could be eaten like this. How about we have hot pot again tomorrow?" Skye also leaned back on the sofa, her stomach slightly round from being full, not wanting to move at all. However, the way of eating hot pot truly made Skye feel very novel and craving.

"No, Skye."

"Why?"

"Because the ingredients for hot pot were only on discount today. There are no discounted ingredients tomorrow." Saitama shook his head.

... Skye looked at Saitama speechlessly.

While Saitama was eating hot pot, Bullseye had already been sent away by Kingpin. Bullseye needed treatment to reattach his broken spine, and they planned to strengthen his spine while they were at it. When Bullseye returned to New York, he would likely be even stronger than before.

"Invisible Man, I will absolutely, absolutely kill you, absolutely!" Bullseye roared inwardly on the stretcher.

"Achoo!" Saitama rubbed his nose. "I've been sneezing a lot lately. Could it be the precursor to a cold?"

"A cold? With your physique, would you catch a cold so easily? I think it's more likely that someone is cursing you behind your back." Skye laughed heartily.

"Cursing me?" He rubbed his nose again, and just as he put his hand down, Saitama couldn't help but let out another big sneeze.

"Director Fury, this is the action data regarding the Invisible Man. This time, we have a new discovery." The ice-faced woman, Hill, placed a report in front of the one-eyed, bald head that was Director Nick Fury.

"Oh? Have you confirmed the Invisible Man's identity?" Nick Fury's eyes showed a hint of joy.

"Not yet confirmed, but we have found clues. The Invisible Man has been cooperating with Daredevil recently. We can contact the Invisible Man through Daredevil."

"Acting with Daredevil? Daredevil's information." Nick Fury asked Hill for Daredevil's information.

"Please continue flipping, the last section is about Daredevil."

Nick Fury flipped through the documents in his hand and quickly found the information about Daredevil.

"Daredevil, real name Matt Murdock, male, is blind? Blind?" Nick Fury couldn't help but look up at Hill.

"Yes, it is precisely because he is blind that even though he is Daredevil, we have never sought him out."

"Hmm, I understand. But even though he is blind, being Daredevil should not be simple. Keep an eye on him."

"Yes, we have been keeping an eye on him all along. However, although he is blind, his hearing is very good, so it's not easy to observe him by staying near him."

"Good hearing? Then list him as--forget it, let's continue as before. Our current focus is on the Invisible Man."

"Yes, Director Fury."

"Daredevil's real name is Matthew Murdock. He is usually a lawyer. He lost his sight after being exposed to radioactive waste, becoming a blind vigilante. He trains to reach the limit of human potential. Because he lost his sight, he has gained extraordinary hearing, smell, touch, taste, and radar senses, allowing him to accurately estimate the trajectory of moving objects, completely compensating for his lack of vision..."

The information Nick Fury had on Daredevil was very detailed. It was likely that even Daredevil himself didn't know more details than this document.

This was S.H.I.E.L.D. Even though Daredevil was blind, which reduced the intensity of their observation, they were still able to obtain all his information here.

ps: So unlucky, I lost my contract with Qidian and now I have to mail another one. This kind of thing has a very low probability, but the author encountered it. Should I go buy a lottery ticket with this luck?

But then again, if the author could win a lottery of millions or even tens of millions, then writing books in the future would truly just be a hobby.